Confessions of a sugar addict

Day 13

Not the best day. And would you know it, it didn’t start with the serenity prayer… it does seem to set the tone!

The sleepover was a misnomer: no sleep was had. By anyone in the house 😉 The girls with Child2 were up ALL night. Child3 was sick at 6am and then he was in my bed coughing after that. The girls came down to eat ice cream for breakfast at 8am and thus started our day… I was tired and distracted. And starving and surrounded by bad food choices being made…

My meals were good – the Saint is on a bit of a health kick too to lose some weight. I had my yoghurt and fruit smoothie for breakfast. Lunch was chicken couscous. Dinner was fish, sautéed potatoes and lentils. What happened in between was the problem!

Immediately after lunch, i was on the rummage for food. I could have handed it over to my HP but the madness had taken over and I wasn’t thinking straight. I had a brioche which scratched the itch vaguely. Then Child2 went to bed to catch up on sleep and we had planned a day in with Child3 who had been sick but was now starting to climb up the walls. We took him to the park. It was a new (to me) park and there was a bakery right next to it. The Saint suggested we could have cake after and i said that was the last thing i needed but it had been the first thing I thought when I had seen it 😦 Child3 wanted a snack about 5pm and i walked over to the bakery to get him something. I asked the Saint if he wanted anything and he said ‘no, i’m following your good example.” I bought Child3 a biscuit. He didn’t like it. I ate it. Just like that – quick as a flash without thinking. It was underwhelming as well – as these things always are.

It stopped there. I didn’t binge when we got home. But it’s annoying and unnecessary. It also goes to show when I don’t hand over my day to my HP, it all kind of goes awry. The Saint annoyed me all day. I’m tired, grumpy and hormonal. I’ll go and say my evening prayer and hopefully tomorrow will get off on a better foot with a prayer and an OA meeting.

Leave a comment